ded (p-littlepool)

[Firelight]

If anyone could make waking up in CloudClan anything but pleasant, it was Firelight. The second she opened her eyes, she was overcome with bewilderment by her surroundings. This wasn't FireClan territo- oh, wait.

Goodbye, Firelight..

That's right. She had died- no, not died. She had been killed. By Leopardripple. She snarled, jumping to her feet and trotting over to a nearby pond. She had been restored to all of her former glory, during her days of youth. And it wasn't half bad, she had to admit. Except for the fact that somewhere her cold, dead body was laying somewhere in FireClan and she wasn't in it. She flexed her claws, sinking them into the earth. It wasn't her time yet. It couldn't be her time yet. Sure, she was basically ancient, but she felt that there was so much more with her life that she had been meant to do. What about Snowflare? Crowwing? All of her old friends? What about her brother? She flattened her ears against her head, muttering to herself as she looked at her reflection, which stared lifelessly up at her.

all the sarcasm I can muster right now

Littlepool

[Littlepool]

Littlepool padded along the starry trail still trying to figure things out. How were you supposed to start a conversation with one of these cats? Some were from different Clans and they all followed such different past lives when they were breathing. Speaking of which- she saw a spirit ahead. What was she supposed to ask how did you die? That seemed like a bit of an awkward conversation starter but she wondered if it was a popular one among the spirits of CloudClan.

She decided to pad over and she saw the cat looking at herself in the pond. "I'd say either you are very vain about your appearance or you're in the same situation as me and are still rattled about all this." She grinned and dipped her head. "I'm Littlepool. I used to be TreeClan's head queen.. Until I ended up here." She greeted casually with a flick of her tail.

"I'm still getting use to the afterlife."

[Firelight]

Firelight turned her head to glance at her newfound company. Even in death, the elder recognized her. From a gathering? She couldn't quite remember- her memory was a little bit cloudy. Hopefully it would pass in time. I'd say either you are very vain about your appearance or you're in the same situation as me and are still rattled about all this, she had said. But it wasn't a challenge, which was new to her. In fact, she spoke very kindly. Oh, right, this is CloudClan. Isn't that like.. eternal comfort, or something?

"Very vain," she purred. "No, actually, I was wondering- if I drown myself here, will it put me back in FireClan? I'm Firelight. I was an elder. I've heard about you- news spread to the other clans when TreeClan was mourning your death. You seem to have been very loved." Her eyes glistened wistfully, and she turned away from the pond. Everything seemed to be happening so slowly, but maybe that was just her confusion. She would have claimed to have a headache if she hadn't been dead.

"How does someone get used to an afterlife? I have a feeling we'll eat like kings but we'll be forever bored," she murmured.